The child immediately started taking small bites of the hot rice upon hearing this, and the man looked at his wife and said, "You eat too."
The woman nodded, following suit by putting the rice into her mouth, but she didn't chew, and tears started streaming down her face.
"Sob sob sob..."
Seeing his mother cry, Er Bao was surprised and looked at her, wondering why she was crying even though they were eating. Could it be tears of joy? The rice in his mouth was so delicious that he felt like crying too; it was much better than the bitter tree leaves.
"Why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry, people all go through this, what's the point if we're destined to such a fate."
Saying this, he alone picked up the pot they used for cooking.
By now, the rice in the pot had almost run out, with only a few grains left sticking to the pot's sides.
